Agree, agree. We have just had the pleasure of roasting some home grown beef. But I still remember how nice cold roast mutton was in years gone by. We literally lived on roast mutton in New South Wales shearing sheds.

I love the history of your photographs. Did your family make wool yarn?
It must have been a wonderful experience to have grown up on a farm. The wide open spaces and fresh air must have been freeing. I can’t post a comment without adding one about the last photo your grandfather. I think u look precious. What a fabulous photo to have and treasure.
Isadora 😎
ps – thanks for the pingback 😃

Thank you for your ‘precious’ comment, Isadora….thought I think many would disagree with you 😉 We did not actually make the yarn. We grew wool for sale to buyers from Japan, Italy and in latter years India became a large buyer of Australian wool. They would turn the raw wool into fabric. It was a great experience growing up on a farm. It was relatively small just under 600 acres. Central Park New York is 842 acres. MGW and I purchased 300 acres when we were married and still own that along with about half of my Grand Parents/Parents farm.

It was July 1952, not yet 18 months old…and we do have many memories not even considered by today’s children. In fact the subject of technology came up with a Grade 5/6 class I was teaching a few years ago. They did not believe me when I told them chalk and a black board was the only technology I had in Grade 6. 😀

I don’t remember bomb drills…maybe were so far out in the country we were unlikely targets. However, I do remember vision of people in their bomb shelters. Manually operated telephone exchanges??? My Grandmother owned our local post office and telephone exchange. John Glenn’s trip into space and sputnik…watching for it to [pass over head. Now we are surrounded by satellites.